Later, Loxley will have enough presence of mind to like the way they sound together, that shuddered, insensible sort of collapse, sharing in something that is otherwise deeply individual. He holds onto her for his own sake and then hers, too, easing his hand away from between them to loop both arms around her.
His scalp tingles at that near-pull to his hair. An odd constellation of aches in muscle and bone from those last few vigorous moments, of his own tension pulled through his body, but they all feel good too. Blood rushing where it ought. He rests his head back, brings a hand to up to touch her hair, breathes for the moment, refocusing on her face to watch her, his own expression open and soft.
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Later, Loxley will have enough presence of mind to like the way they sound together, that shuddered, insensible sort of collapse, sharing in something that is otherwise deeply individual. He holds onto her for his own sake and then hers, too, easing his hand away from between them to loop both arms around her.
His scalp tingles at that near-pull to his hair. An odd constellation of aches in muscle and bone from those last few vigorous moments, of his own tension pulled through his body, but they all feel good too. Blood rushing where it ought. He rests his head back, brings a hand to up to touch her hair, breathes for the moment, refocusing on her face to watch her, his own expression open and soft.